When Ma Lin saw that it was quite difficult. The runway was only 200 meters long, and the dummy was about 100 meters on the right side of the runway. The horse ran 200 meters, and the speed was very short.

While speaking, a light cavalry rode out on a short grassland. Although the grassland horse was short, it was really slow. The short bows in the cavalry's hands were fired one after another, and six arrows were shot out. The arrows were quite good, and three of them hit the dummy. Someone was responsible for recording and could get a box of salted duck eggs in the evening.

"Okay." The light cavalry cheered.

Some of the following light cavalry shot four, and some shot two.

Snatching and snatching. Ma Lin gradually realized the way. He could not run too hard. He had no time to fire six arrows when he ran too fast. He had to run at a constant speed. The rider used a short bow with small force on the horse's back, which was faster to pull.

Ma Lin took a set of bows and arrows and said, "I can only try this. This horse was given to me by my brother yesterday, and they are not familiar with each other."

Pang Wanchun said: "Success or failure is not important. What is important is to participate and train with everyone."

Ma Lin touched the horse's neck, comforted the horse, and clamped the horse with both legs, the horse ran out, with neither fast nor slow, very stable. Ma Lin gently stretched out his ape's arm, followed by an arrow, and ran to his head for 200 meters. Ma Lin shot seven arrows. Two of the dummies hit the head, four dummies hit the body, and only one arrow was off the target.

Chai Lin could see clearly from the side and couldn't help but praise her. Her grades were quite good, and Chai Lin was just at this level.

Pang Wanchun said: "Brother Ma Lin is so good at shooting arrows. He is amazing. He is beyond the level of most soldiers in the Light Cavalry Camp. Are you interested in coming to our camp?"
Chapter completed!